Envoy of the Beginning

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"talking"

Thoughts

Synopsis: A form that contributes to the continued existence of all organisms on Earth. Within it, the furthering of genetic knowledge that passes on to future generations. A line that connects the past to the present and to the many generations to come.

It is a way to overcome the boundaries of time.

Bloodline

~ the slums ~

The scene in itself was that of a nightmare right out of hell.

So many dead for no reason other then the fact they weren't human.

Though the scene was set up to look like a war, it was quite the opposite. There was no battle here. It was a slaughter. Nearly an entire towns worth of diclonius butchered or imprisoned for the simple reason of propaganda and a morale booster. As far as the rest of the world was concerned, this was a training camp for Weschels

But it wasn't enough that they were just killed. The bodies of men, woman, and children were left scattered along the ground to rot as animals and insects were left to feast on their corpses. Some were even missing their horns as they were kept as trophies by the soldiers. But the hardest part was that they weren't even afforded the decency of a coffin or at the very least a hint of a memorial expressing sympathy, regret, or even respect. This was just straight up murder by ignorant humans.

Amongst some of these cynical psychics, they had to wonder why there was really any of them who tried to co-exist with humans. If this was any indicator, these people did not want peace with their kind even after all the efforts the diclonius have made to preserve it.

Standing amongst this carnage was a middle aged looking woman, and her name was Yuki. With silvery hair that was tied up neatly, she wore slightly war torn clothing from the many battles she was a part of. With the sight of this gore and the stench of death that hung in the air, the woman's face reflected angrily as out of impulse she psychically blew up a building.

"Is this the world that people wanted?" Yuki asked. "Have we truly learned nothing after all this time?"

Yuki was second generation of psychics on Earth. Although she may have looked young, she was quite old now. Being the daughter of two doctors, she learned quite a bit about the human body. With careful fine tuning with her vectors, she was able to maintain her youthfulness as she still needed to be in fighting shape for the battles ahead of her.

For the reason she came here was out of concern. With her family in this quarantine zone, she couldn't visit them as she would have ended up stirring trouble with the military police. However one night, the telepathic network of the entire area was cut off. Unless they were all killed simultaneously, someone was using a vector canceler. The only ones who had that kind of technology was the military. If that wasn't troubling enough, a blinding white hot rage tore through the network as every diclonius for miles around could feel the intense emotions of anger and despair. Due to that, no one was able to discern what happened there.

So coming in person, this was what she found. The senseless deaths of so many of her people. Regardless of what the media said, she saw it all clearly with her own eyes.

But with things as they were, they least she could do now was give these people a proper burial. Digging one grave after another, she was careful in burying each of them as she placed a rock over it as their marker. Finding everyone she could, she then came upon a bronze colored statue of a diclonius woman.

Staring at it, ". . . . Is this what you saw for our future? Is this all that's waiting for us at the end of the road?" The great holy figure the diclonius worshiped as their savior was Yuki's mother. Kaede, the first diclonius on Earth.

Hearing all the stories these people told about her mother, it amazed her how exaggerated some of the tales were. But nonetheless it gave people hope which was something they needed nowadays. Considering the current affairs of the world, at one point she thought about coming out announcing to everyone that she was the daughter and direct descendent of the holy mother. With such a sway over the diclonius, she might have been able to guide them to something better. However it would've been careless of her if she did as that would have marked her and her family as walking targets.

In the eyes of humans, doing such a thing would've placed death warrants around their necks or capture so they could be experimented on. So for the better part of all these years, she had been diligently working in destroying or covering up any information that would've led back to their connection with Kaede.

Otherwise she did what she could to create a better world. At this point in her life, she had honestly lost track of how many battles she had been a part of. But now here at this massacre, Yuki couldn't help but feel frustrated.

She found these humans to be so barbaric in their way of thinking. Sure there were some bad diclonius in the world, but did that give them the right to condemn all of them as evil? More so what did they expect? It was common sense that if you push someone enough that they will want to push back. So why did they find it weird that the diclonius wanted to kill them after how many of their lives the humans had claimed.

But if there ever was a good example of coexistence, it would've been her mother. Given a chance, diclonius could live with humans in peace.

As much as she wanted to blame these neanderthals for all these problems, she was quick to remember that she was born between the love of a diclonius and a human. Her father Kohta was a good man. Even when times got tough, he held strong to his morals and virtues. So there had to be other humans out there who were more open minded.

But these days . . . . Everything was in such short supply. Although her parents taught her to have hope for the future she was starting to grow more cynical. Each time some incident showed up, it chipped away her belief of a better tomorrow. At this point all she was doing was holding back the dam that was soon going to explode in an all out war.

"Perhaps it would be better this way" Yuki then said extremely jaded. "Probably everything should be destroyed if it's the only way for their to be peace". But deep down she didn't mean that. Her mind was clouded with so many negative emotions. She had just found and buried her son and his wife. If there was ever any great tragedy in life for a parent, it was outliving your own kid. Already sweeping half way through the area, she hadn't found her grandson or granddaughter meaning they must have been either captured or dead somewhere else. Either way, she was going to find the one responsible and make them pay for this senseless crime.

As she was about sink further into her negativity, something caught her attention. Closing her eyes, she sharpened her focus as she then felt it. It was faint, but it was there. "Karin!" Yuki thought out but did not get a response. Feeling her heart wrench, she quickly moved to the source of the location as she found the house her family lived in. Barging in the door, Yuki closed her eyes once more focusing on where the signal was coming from. Locating it, she ripped out the floor boards finding a young girl curled up in the fetal position.

Being careful with her, she lifted the child out as she cradled her in her arms.

Karin was barely alive. Just reading the front layers of her mind, she was afraid. When the shooting started she took cover underneath the house as she shook in fear trying to block out all the scary things going on outside. Even when it became silent, she was still too scared to leave as she laid under the house. Just laying there alone and afraid she hadn't eaten or drank anything for all this time. Thus she was extremely malnourished and dehydrated as she was close to death.

Though she was not in a good state, Yuki was happy to find her granddaughter alive. Quickly getting to work she made use of one of the rooms. Laying Karin down carefully on the bed, she had to make due with what she had on hand. Luckily they had some medical supplies in this area along with some she had on hand. She then set up an improvised IV pack along with some supplements to improve her condition. It would take some time till Karin was conscious and able to eat on her own.

But till then Yuki would wait at her bedside and monitor her condition.

Looking down to her, the elderly woman was torn in a swirl of emotions. On one hand she was happy to have finally met her granddaughter in person as there was so much she wanted to talk to her about. But on the other, her very soul was in a blaze of fury as she wanted to go after the perpetrators who did this.

As things were, "Karin . . . . You're the only witness to what has happened and I'm sorry . . . . I am so sorry for what I'm going to do. But I need to know what monster was responsible for all this . . . ." Smoothing her hand along Karin's forehead to her cheek in comfort and apology, Yuki closed her eyes as she began diving into her memories. As this happened, the young diclonius started to cry wanting to scream in fear as she was reliving the memories of that horrible night.

Seeing it from her granddaughter's perspective, the elder diclonius was beyond outraged. But what got her blood boiling was watching as her son begged for his family's life only to be senselessly killed. Then as her daughter-in-law gave her life to protect her son. From that point everything went black as Karin had then shut her eyes taking cover underneath the floor boards. However her mind was still connected to the network and with it what everyone was thinking and feeling before they were gunned down.

Squeezing her fists angrily, Yuki then left Karin's bedside temporarily to go outside. Gritting her teeth, she couldn't hold it in anymore. "Ahhh!" she screamed at the top of her lungs as her vectors punched a massive hole in the Earth.

She felt her heart completely crushed. Seeing these savages was it worth protecting these apes? Was this peace really worth this much heartache? It was things like this that made her parents dream seem impossible. This wasn't the first time genocide like this happened. But with it happening to her own family, it hit her on a very personal level. However that wasn't the only problem now.

Through Karin, she now knew the presence that tore through the telepathic network. More so, why there were body parts of soldiers splashed all over the place. Kohta had lost control. In that small window of time had managed to tap into the full potential of what his bloodline was capable of. As this was now fact, whoever had him must have come to the conclusion of his lineage by now. Due to this, there was no telling what horrible things they were doing to him.

Thus it was imperative that she find him as soon as possible. "But if you're dead . . . . I promise you . . . . I'll make the people who hurt you pay. When I'm done with them . . . . I'm going to make them beg me to kill them . . ." With that she walked back inside to attend to Karin.

~ the facility ~

Life if you can even call it that was constantly on the threat of being blown out.

Each day, the children knew immediately what it meant if they didn't see their friend. With their numbers growing less and less, they could only wonder when or how they were going to die.

Though they only had brief glimpses of it, the dead would simply be thrown out like trash to either be decomposed somewhere or burned into ash.

But the irony of the situation was simple. Amongst the many tests and experiments going on, most would have preferred getting shot at as at least they would have a fighting chance. It was only during this time that they could use their vectors to defend themselves. Being forced to fight upgraded mech suits and androids or having to shield themselves against different kinds of guns, they had some semblance of a chance to survive.

As for the other experiments, it was a guaranteed death sentence. Chemical and biological weapons which was fine tuned to target diclonius specifically were pretty much instant death or for the unlucky ones severe torture experiencing debilitating pain followed by bleeding out and vomiting before ultimately dying.

For medical practices, you prayed they killed you quickly. Performing untested theoretical work be it 'medicine' or 'techniques', most subjects only had a three out of ten shot of seeing the next day alive.

Some were even subjected to amputation or organ removal to test newer cybernetic technology in order to work out bugs. Even as a side business for some of the surgeons for extra money, the diclonius were used as an organ farm as they were stripped of their liver, kidney, lungs, or heart. So long as they didn't interrupt key subjects, they were free to butcher them as frankly they had plenty more of where it came from. If this was some sort of sadistic intention, some didn't even have the luxury of being put out of their misery. Without kidneys or a liver, their blood was quickly becoming toxic. Within hours to days, they suffered multi-organ failure before succumbing to death.

It didn't matter who you were or your strength of will. Without hope, everyone's spirit breaks eventually.

Normally that would be true for everyone's case. Amongst the few who haven't resigned themselves to their fate, the young diclonius boy Kohta had not given up on a chance for freedom. He was honest when he told his friends that he had a plan for escape. Otherwise there was no point in giving them any false promises. As he told his friend Kiri, he was at this time designing a device that would allow them to escape.

However it was an extremely slow and grueling process. Without the telepathic network, he had to recall every bit of information he could to build this device without anyone else help. But the biggest obstacle was that his designs were all in theory. Unable to test them, there was no telling if their ticket to freedom will work or not. But he did know one thing. They would only get one chance and only one chance. If they failed, there will not be another opportunity.

Kohta didn't know why, but he was exempt from participating in certain experiments as he was considered 'important' for some reason. However it didn't stop them from extracting his blood, marrow, and spinal fluid which were painful to say the least. But in comparison to the others, he was lucky as that is all they did.

However he was tested in defending himself against firearms and mech suits. From what he heard, he was somehow able to overwhelm the vectors cancelers and state of the art weapons by himself. Not that he completely remembered what happened that night. But these scientists wanted to see if he was able to reproduce this power or if it was just some weird fluke. If his power was real, then he would be considered one of the strongest diclonius to date. If that was true, they would be able to study him and devise more effective weapons against diclonius.

Although Kohta knew only bits and pieces about what was going on, it didn't matter. If he were to fight those machines, that would be his golden chance. In these test rooms, it was the only time they were able to use their psychic abilities. Though the walls were vector proof, it hardly made a difference.

All that Kohta needed was parts. That mech suit hopefully had everything he needed to create one of the multiple designs in his head. When the time came he just needed to slap it all together at once and begin their escape. But for now he needed to play possum against the mech suits lowering their difficulty so that when he was ready he could destroy it instantly.

But till then he just needed to endure.

Once again on another day, scientists had taken samples from him. Drained and in pain, the facility was too busy to see to everything as Kohta was placed back into a waiting room instead of his usual quarters.

But being semi-conscious, he was still somewhat aware about what was going. With the lights going out, he supposed it must have been night time as it was the only indication of time they had.

Taking a deep breath, the youth slowly sat up as he felt his body still stinging and fatigued. ". . . . It's times like this I wished they just killed me . . . ." However it was just a bit longer as soon everything would fall into place. As much as he wanted to go to sleep, he needed to spare as much time as he could to focus on planning on how to get out of here.

As Kohta was about to sink further into his thoughts, the lights to the waiting room came on. Looking around confused, two soldiers then came in.

"You sure this one isn't going to be a problem? Seems a bit unfair don't you think?"

"Ahh it doesn't matter. We just need to fill in a quota. Besides, don't let their appearance fool you. Even some of these brats have displayed power even greater then the more mature ones".

"But are we sure about this one? I hate to get in trouble with management".

"If he was that important they would have sent him back to his quarters and not in the waiting room".

"Shouldn't we at least scan him?"

"Come on, we're short on time. Let's just grab him and go".

Being escorted through a facility they eventually arrived to a room. Present there were several other diclonius both men and woman of various ages. Everyone looked equally perplexed as no one had a clue to what was going on.

Entering the area, the soldiers simply dropped Kohta down as he laid flat on the ground. Leaving, the door locked behind them.

". . . . Ugh, what's happening now?" Kohta groaned.

"Koh? Is that you?"

Looking up from the floor, the youth gave a weary smile. "Hey Kiri, it's been a while" giving a strained chuckle. "Any idea what's going on right now?"

"I have no idea" his friend answered. "One moment I was in my confinement, the next I'm here".

". . . . I guess we'll find out soon what's going on".

Just like that all the lights to the room came on. Along with it, the indicator to all their bomb collars as the diclonius had begun to panic at what was going on.

"Welcome to the late night survival game!" called out one of the soldiers over the intercom. "A game where many enter, but only one will leave!"

To be continued . . . .

Author's notes: I hope this chapter was good. Now on to commentary.

Still trying to flesh out psychic abilities as it was never completely detailed by Okamato in his story. Thus I'm trying to tread carefully it developing the idea slowly making it easier to digest overtime.

Vector cancelers will block vectors. However I'd imagine they would limit the telepathic network. In this case create a closed loop among those present. Probably should flesh this out more later.

Yes, this is the same Yuki from the Butterfly Effect. But now really old with how much time had passed. But as noted with careful adjustments with her vectors, she was able to maintain her youthful body so that she can continue to fighting in future battles. However time get's everyone eventually as Yuki is still quite susceptible to the concept of time. In a future chapter, Yuki's sister Nyu will come up. But that will be a bit later down the road.

Well thank you for reading and I further extend my gratitude if you can review as well.